Here’s the main, possibly the only problem: I don’t sleep well. The first night I’m alone, and I sleep hard till noon? Obviously, I need it. I’m exhausted all the time, and I’m not going to take drugs for it, because then I’ll just be on drugs all the time. And I know from experience, that’s no better. Even if it’s legal and expensive and has ads on TV and some guy in a white frock tells you it’s okay. Fuck. Here’s the other, possibly the only problem: I’m gay. Or at least enough of me is that I--yeah, you know the rest. I’m gay.